Heat.
Purple Puppy
Posts: 149
There's something wrong with my parents.
They want me to lay down and die.
But I don't want to.
I tell you, I'm going to fly.
They tell me it's for my own good.
But I don't buy it.
I don't admire it.
Your insides; only deceit.
I've seen your heart, absent of heat.
Storm clouds around you.
From your head to your feet.
Your conscience makes not a sound.
And I'm not staying around.
You can have the world.
You might have the world.
But I'm going.
Man, I'm going.
And I'm gone.
They want me to lay down and die.
But I don't want to.
I tell you, I'm going to fly.
They tell me it's for my own good.
But I don't buy it.
I don't admire it.
Your insides; only deceit.
I've seen your heart, absent of heat.
Storm clouds around you.
From your head to your feet.
Your conscience makes not a sound.
And I'm not staying around.
You can have the world.
You might have the world.
But I'm going.
Man, I'm going.
And I'm gone.
Signed it, grind it.
Corroding and foreboding.
Corroding and foreboding.
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